On Thursday we went to the MASS MoCA with some friends who visited from California. This is always an inspiring experience. I enjoyed photographing and taking in the different art projects. One which especially inspired me was an interactive installation by Shaun Leonardo.
You walk…
steadily forward, slowing your steps
once you realize you will have to avert your gaze.
It has been years in the making, and finally on January 28, 2023 we have our premiere of our documentary Finding the Words. The documentary takes a closer look at the impact impact writing & community have on incarcerated and formerly incarcerated women, as well as women in recovery in Western Massachusetts.
Continue reading “Finding the Words”This 2 minute short film was created for the 7 Day Film Sprint 2022 organized by Northampton Open Media. The prompts for our contribution were “Now”, silent film and obvious reference. It was a wonderful collaboration with Gokce Oraloglu and Alexandra Wagman.
I can’t look her in the eyes at the moment.
Why not?
Because then I see all my imperfections.
…
Oh the last I heard she’s sleeping rough back on the Derby beat
White Horse in her hip pocket and a wolfhound at her feet
And they say she even married once, a man named Romany Brown
But even a gypsy caravan was too much settling down
And they say her flower is faded now, hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that’s just the price you pay for the chains you refuse
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing
And I miss her more than ever words could say
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my arms today
Well I wouldn’t want her any other way
Beeswing by Richard Thompson
Home life has been very straining those last couple of weeks, but by Friday we had a veritable crisis at hand. We had to intervene in a way which some time ago, we didn’t believe possible. The question is how can you help someone, who doesn’t want help. How can you make sure they receive the care necessary, even if you really have no idea what they need. You just know it can’t go any further.
Continue reading “Unconditional Love”The other day Aundrea and I were exploring our potential new home town Northampton and we were strolling through Thornes, a quaint little market place in the center of the city. Filled with locally sourced food stores and artsy shops it is a fun spot to explore. We ended up at the book store and suddenly I was thinking of a little “Haiku” game. Selecting five book titles and creating a poem with them. Can you guess who created which one?
Continue reading “Booku – a Northampton Haiku”Resolution: I love to explore my creativity and share what is important to me through it.
One is so easily distracted by the noise surrounding us. One is so easily scared by the silence when you withdraw yourself from it. Finding your way seems to be so hard. But is it really? It requires discipline and training to stop, to let go and listen to what is already there. When we are caught in everyday busyness, we forget that so often and keep on running. Always creating nothing. Running but standing still.
It was a busy couple of days to finish everything up. Looking back, I see Aundrea closing the door to our home a last time. She has been living there almost six years, for me it was about three. Neither of us would have thought to stay here as long, but it seem to have just happened. There are always reasons. Continue reading “The Last Day”
Liebe Momo,
leider kann ich heute nicht persönlich dabei sein, wenn wir hier gemeinsam Abschied nehmen. Du weißt, dass ich gerne hier wäre, aber ich bin mir auch sicher, dass es verstehst warum ich kommen kann. Florian ist sicherlich ein guter Vertreter 🙂 (Danke!) Continue reading “Momo: 21. Jänner 1920 – 19. Juni 2015”